... up to kick the
bucket! I've set my life box to empty out on June 11th, 3050, right after
I expect to get my Senile, Geezer Scientist's Award!""BOR-ring! Let's change the channel! Hmm, the remote doesn't seem to be
working."Bender said, "Eh, forget it, old man. Fry's too hypnotized by the TV
screen to even realize it's you. Right, Fry?""Can't. Talk. Must. Watch. Flickering. Light."The Professor was growing impatient that he wasn't getting recognition from
his great uncle. Curiously, his right mechanical eye started to glow red.
"You listen to me, Fry! If my new body doesn't attract your attention,
then what do I do?! Show up on TV?!""Is this an oldie? I hate those animated 2990's cartoons! They all think
they know so much about mixing humor and science fiction? Ho-ho, boy, were
they wrong!"-I sensed that the Nibbler creature was growing more and more suspicious of
me as the time went on. He always had that stern look whenever he faced
me, and his teeth appeared to grow longer! He acted so innocent in front
of all the other crewmembers, the sly devil! And to make matters more
complicated, the domestic overseers mistook our diabolical suspicions for
meer pet rivalry. Or perhaps, yeeeeees, perhaps that was a good sign, for
it was easy enough for me to keep the owners off-track from my REAL plans!
Yes, yes! I may have finally met my best opponent in Nibbler.Second from the Professor, that is! For three days straight, as my plan
was developing mo...